#stuffwhitepeopledo

[bondo]

Achtung surf squad 🏄🏻🌳💦// #river #surf #munich #englishgarden #stuffwhitepeopledo #iphone #gopro #splice (at English Park Munich)

[shanen]

New Vikings episode tonight + trip to IKEA? #stuffwhitepeopledo

[nextfuddyduddy]

Stuff white people do

Drinking whisky and coke in a mug, dancing on Major Lazer.

[bluehotel77]

HI if you respect me and what I care about/if you care about being a halfway decent person you should check out the following link. If you're not up to scratch I can't really hack dealing with you anymore BYEEE http://stuffwhitepeopledo.blogspot.ca/2009/08/wonder-where-to-start-when-they-join.html

[guesswhatyouguys]

No. 8~ A Clear and Present Bucket

Hi, everyone. I would like to take a quick moment to remind you that it is already 2012. Twenty. Twelve. Two oh uno dos. The Chinese Year of the Eastern Mongolian Panic Attack. We are all plummeting towards our respective, yet inevitable end, and literally nothing that you do would even approach the concept of preventing this. Your particular unavoidable demise could come any day now, but what have you done with your life? Got your GED? Hit an innocent pedestrian with your dad’s Volvo? Peeled all the stickers off of a Rubick’s Cube and reapplied them so it looks like you solved it? We can all tell you did that, dude. It’s so obvious. And, dude, it is not as if owning a solved Rubick’s Cube means you were the one who solved it. You’re aware that they’re... like, sold that way, right? Even if we didn’t know you’re a total cheater, we would probably just assume you were too chicken to shuffle it up when your grandma gave it to you as a Flag Day present when you were in the 7th grade. All I am saying is, you are simply not making any large-scale progress in life by claiming petty fraud as personal accomplishment.

If you are a human being who is alive on Earth right now, you are obviously aware of the concept of the Bucket List. It’s a list you make when you’re getting old, and it is filled with grandiose crap you hope to do before you buy the farm. This list (so named for its inventor, Listley von Bucketsburg) represents much of our collective inability to enjoy life to its fullest. We’re not even able to enjoy life to its semi-fullest. If life is a box of chocolates, then the amount of the box that people truly enjoy is equivalent to that one weird chocolate one in the top left that’s filled with like, pistachio butter. Basically, our lives sound delicious, but taste like pure garbage.  Your bucket list is jam-packed with things that sound suspiciously—no, outrageously—impossible (#322. Skydive off the Eiffel Tower! Yeah!!) and then you spend your life finding out that, yes, your instincts were correct, it is not possible or legal to base jump off a national monument and parachute into the metropolis below without having a surprisingly large reserve of expendable cash to use for bribes. But, Paris police, beware: I AM going to bribe you to let me do that before I kick the buc—ohhhh, THAT’s why they call it a Bucket List. Man, the von Bucketsburg family is NOT going to be happy about this one.

Where am I going with this? Oh. Right. Stop talking about what you’re GOING to do with your life. Stop hashtagging your tweets with #BucketList and then feeling proud about it. The Bucket List is basically a bunch of New Year's resolutions, but better; when next New Year's Eve rolls around and you're still alive, then pat yourself on the back because you've still got plenty of time to complete your resolutions. If you make a Bucket List, make it a list of things you’ll to do this month. Next weekend. Whatever. Set reachable goals, and then quit talking about how you’re planning on doing them, unless one of your bucket list items is to daydream aloud more often to your equally-listless coworkers somewhere in your fluorescent cubicle maze. Because if that is case, congratulations, you've done it! What a hero! Scratch that one right off the goddamn list.